(Weeds: Smart, funny, and sad.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made beef and egg rolls for dinner. She now serves egg rolls with every meal. Yet I didn't complain. I ate my vittles with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. I'm marvelous that way.
I downloaded the first six seasons of Weeds. I download all my shows from this site. Make no mistake. It's a crime. But I live in South Korea, and I'm desperate for entertainment. So what's a boy to do?
I watched two episodes. I enjoyed them. They were both well-written and extremely edgy. The world is filled with desperate drugged-out people. Their stories are fair game. I don't judge. It's not my job.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to live life like some tortured misanthrope. I need love. Jesus is both food and water--if that makes sense.
I went to bed at 11 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. I drank coffee and read the paper. There was a sad editorial about crime against women in Asia.
An Indian girl was recently gang raped and murdered. Her assailants stuck a metal rod in her vagina. Then they dumped her on the side of the road. She was flown to a hospital in Singapore for treatment. Unfortunately, she died. Her family had her cremated.
We drove to a friend's house to watch LSU. The Tigers lost on a last second field goal. What a bummer. We stole the game from this site.
The Children of the Rice had a great time. They played with their little friends. I do my best to keep the kids active. Being a father ain't easy.
It's currently 4:11 p.m. I shall spend the rest of the day relaxing on my sofa.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.